Master of the Abyss

tried to retreat.

Jake tightened his grasp and deliberately ran his hand up her torso to caress a firm breast. “This is my body for tonight, little sub,” he said for her ears only. “Mine to display as I wish.”

He answered the fear budding in her eyes before it could bloom. “Display only, sugar. Tonight I will be the only one to touch you.” As often happened, the knowledge that more might be asked somehow diminished a sub’s fear of what he required right now.

She stopped trying to pull away.

“Very pretty sub, Jake,” Logan said as if he hadn’t talked to Kallie earlier. He glanced at Jake, speculation obvious in his eyes. Jake remembered telling Logan that he’d drag his toy bag down and help out with the party, but he wasn’t bringing a sub and didn’t intend to play.

Simon studied Kallie for a moment and smiled in satisfaction. Yep, he’d deliberately steered his conversation with Kallie, hoping to pique Jake’s interest. Jake had known it at the time and still could not resist. Manipulative bastard.

Eyes closed, Rona gave a low moan of frustration, and Simon and Logan both turned as if waiting for something. A few seconds later, a chime sounded from Logan’s watch. He nodded at Simon, who thumbed a remote device in his hand until the buzzing became audible.

Jake glanced at Simon’s sub and the vibrator harnessed between her legs. Tremors rocked the woman, and her full breasts quivered. She was on the verge of coming.

“Time,” Logan murmured, and Simon flipped the remote off. The hum stopped. Rona whimpered and squirmed as if she could turn it back on.

“You’re an evil bastard, Simon. How long have you been torturing them?” Jake asked and glanced down at his little sub, who was staring at the women, at the breast clamps and harnessed vibrators. Simon’s Rona had a rabbit strapped to her, giving vaginal and clitoral stimulation; Logan’s sub appeared to have a double dildo, penetrating the vagina and the anus.

“Oh, a bit. Your turn,” he told Logan. Logan turned the remote in his hand, and Rebecca’s back arched as her vibrator hummed to life. Now Simon was timing while Logan enjoyed watching his sub.

“Time,” Simon said, and Logan flipped the remote off. Rebecca whined, sweat trickling between her lush breasts. Her hips tilted out. “Oh, please, pleeeease, Sir…”

“Hell.” Logan pulled a five dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Simon. “You win.”

Simon laughed and slapped Logan’s back. “She didn’t have a chance. My Rona is incredibly stubborn. After years of hospital administration and dealing with doctors, she can hold her tongue under any torment we can devise.”

“A sucker bet, huh?” Logan studied the two subs and smiled. “So how about another bet. Whichever sub comes last on a-let’s see-a mid setting.”

“You’re on.” Simon turned. “Rona, you may not come without my permission. Do you understand?”

The woman opened her eyes, glazed with need. “Yes, Master.”

Logan gave the same instruction to Rebecca.

Jake shook his head and moved Kallie away. Rona was going to lose this one, no matter how much discipline she had. With the rabbit’s tiny ears flickering right on her clit, she didn’t have a chance.

He glanced down. From the way Kallie had stared at the toys, she hadn’t experimented much on her own. Yes, she seemed like a no-frills vibrator type, if she owned one at all. He smiled. A beginner’s introduction to toys was definitely in order. And maybe something else… He ran his hand over her ass, pleasantly round and soft. “By the way, sprite…”

She looked up at him, sexual energy virtually streaming from her. Damned if he didn’t want to bend her over a bench and… He took a slow breath and ran a thumb along her soft lower lip. There would be time.

First he’d teach her a little more of the joys of submission. And that brought him back to another thought. “Later tonight, I will require you to not come until I give you permission. Is that going to be difficult for you?”

After she shook her head, a frown crossed her face, and she bit her lip.

He smothered a grin. Probably didn’t usually come without a lot of work, but in a steamy atmosphere like this party and with the sexual dynamic between them off the charts, she obviously realized holding off an orgasm wouldn’t be easy. Excellent. One more thing for a little submissive to worry about.

It was a fine balance with new submissives-they needed to feel comfortable enough to give themselves, but they also wanted to know they really didn’t have any control. Halfway domination just didn’t cut it.

Close to the front door, he halted. Angela had covered her girlfriend’s breasts with wax and, from the drops of water here and there, had varied it with ice play. Now she held the candle, working her way, drop by drop, down the sub’s stomach toward her pussy. With each tiny, hot impact, the sub’s stomach quivered and her hips tilted away, then up. Pain and arousal, intimately mingled.

Jake studied Kallie’s face and kept his arm around her waist. Every time Angela tipped the candle to let the wax fall, Kallie flinched. Nope, this wouldn’t be her play, at least not tonight.

As he started to turn toward the other side of the room, Angela dropped wax right onto the woman’s clit. The sub let out a high-pitched “ahhh” of pain, and then escalating shrieks as she came hard and long. Jake smothered a grin at the horrified…fascinated…look in Kallie’s wide eyes.

“Come along, sub,” he said, guiding her toward the other end of the room where Caron was using a single-tail on a new male sub.

A few minutes later, he could tell from Kallie’s reaction to the long streaks crisscrossing the man’s back, she wasn’t into serious pain. Then again, tastes changed. For now, toys and spanking, exhibitionism, dominance. It added up to a nice beginning. For tonight only-and the regret he felt at that limitation increased his resolve.

Speaking of toys… He led Kallie over to his bag and pulled out one of his favorites.

Still trying to process the different things people had been doing, Kallie took a minute to react to the object Jake had picked up. Only about two inches around, it appeared to be an amber butterfly tethered by four black straps. It even had tiny antennae. Oh God. Nerves ran up her spine like spider feet. “What’s that?”

Her question earned her a frown that silenced her again. He went down on one knee in front of her. With firm hands, he set the squishy-soft butterfly part directly over her clit.

A sex toy. He was putting a sex toy on her. In public. Her face scorched from embarrassment, and so did her whole body. As he secured the straps around her thighs and hips, her clit was so sensitive that each heartbeat made it pulse against the light pressure. I want sex now.

“Patience, pet,” he murmured, obviously catching her thought. He taped a small controller to her outer thigh. Hellfire, this was as bad as what Logan and Simon had been doing. She wanted Jake, not weird games. If he tried to tie her to a wall, she’d belt him…only her wrists were still cuffed behind her.

And then he flicked the switch. The thing started vibrating, right over her clit. She froze as she was swamped by the surging need, the contracting of her muscles, the-

Jake gave a low laugh, and the vibrations stopped. “Well, I can see the challenge won’t be in getting you off, but in keeping you from it.” He still knelt, and his breath brushed her thigh. So very close to her sex. Oh, God. More. But all she could do was stand and wait. Let him play with her. Touch her when and how he wanted. She closed her eyes at the erotic thought-he could do anything to her that he chose.

“Spread your legs,” he murmured, and she did. He touched her then-oh, finally- stroking her calves. She jumped and tried to move closer, but a stern “Be still” stopped her. When his calloused